Qu Wei'er didn't need her to call, she ran faster than anyone else.

Senior Brother Chu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he really made the right bet, and now the junior sister's anger has disappeared, and it is estimated that he will not embarrass them anymore.

Looking at the mighty crowd of people leaving in the direction of the tombstone, Senior Brother Zhao stopped kowtowing, his hands were deeply inserted into the yellow sand, and his eyes were gloomy.

And the same is true of Senior Sister Qiao on the side.

Today's hatred, this time's humiliation, if you don't revenge, you will not be a person.

"You wait here for me for a moment. Coming to a distance of about thirty zhang from the cemetery, Chu Yuanyang let go of Feng Lige's hand.

The wind left Goe's grace.

Qu You'er grabbed Chu Yuanyang's arm and asked worriedly, "Sister, are you sure?"

"It's hard to say, just try it. Chu Yuanyang looked back and smiled at Qu You'er.

I thought I was giving it a try!

When the others who followed behind heard this, they quickly retreated more than ten feet back, and then stared nervously at the emaciated figure heading towards the cemetery.

A few meteor-like bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire desert.

The wind howls like a beast, blowing clothes?? Hunting sounds.

The tombstone that was smashed last night on the cemetery is intact, and the dead bodies under the tombstone have been buried in the yellow sand, and the sound of the wind hits the stone monument, making a shocking warning sound.

Before the person got close, he felt the almost inaudible faint black gas swirling around the bare tombstones.

With a finger of his hand, a green silk flew out of the wide cuffs, jumped over the rows of tombstones, and wrapped around a stone tablet at the back.

The outstanding figure is like a fluttering butterfly returning from the wind, and the body is as light as a swallow and swept towards the cemetery.

The slender and white hands were wrapped around the green silk, and the feet were like dragonflies dotting water, stepping on the top of the tombstone, and it didn't last long, and the full forehead was filled with beads of sweat.

Under this tombstone, there were like a pair of invisible hands, firmly imprisoning her body, making her feel very difficult.

The pace gradually slowed down, and the hand holding Qing Aya trembled slightly, and the people watching from a distance couldn't help but sweat for her.

Hurry up, go quickly, persevere, must persevere.

Someone couldn't help but shout out the words from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hold on, hold on to ......!"

The cheering shouts in unison resounded through the sky, covering the wind and thunder, as if to boost morale, arousing Chu Yuanyang's fighting spirit, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear at that moment.

The corners of his originally stubborn mouth pursed a silent smile, the force in his hands increased, and the speed of water under his feet accelerated.

When she arrived at the other end of Qing Aya exhausted, everyone's cheers rang out, but they still couldn't cover the countless "rustling" sounds that broke through the sand.

"Ahh What is that?" exclaimed.

Ghostly black shadows emerged from the yellow sand, swarming towards Chu Yuanyang.

Chu Yuanyang gasped, turned his back to everyone, took out an assorted fruit from the storage space, and swallowed it in two bites, the fruity aroma in her mouth was so strong that she couldn't help but lick her lips.

The exhausted body is replenished and full of energy.

"Huh!"

The white light flashed, and the three-foot green light broke out of the wind.

Like a ghostly black shadow, with teeth and claws, it opened its stinky mouth with sharp fangs and pounced on her.

At this moment, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and everyone was praying for her, only when they saw Feng Lige with Chu Yuanyang showing a confident smile, there was no worry on his face.

"Bang!"

The stele shattered before several ghostly black shadows approached, and all the ghosts seemed to be marked with amulets and paused in mid-air.

"Smack!"

Thousands of black shadows shattered like mirrors in an instant, engulfed by the roaring wind.

"Click!"

All the tombstones descended neatly and were quickly buried in the yellow sand, only one tombstone that had been cut in half by Chu Yuanyang remained.

The crowd watching from afar was dumbfounded, and the moment of surprise was still.

Half an hour!

"Whoa!"

Deafening applause rang out, and the crowd cheered with joy as if they had survived the catastrophe.

Feng Lige waved away Senior Sister Yang, who was deliberately approaching him, and walked towards Chu Yuanyang's direction.

Qu Wei'er saw it and hurriedly followed.

"Don't move!" Chu Yuanyang shouted.

Feng Lige and Qu Wei'er paused at the same time.

When the others saw this, they began to get nervous again.

"Boom!"

After a few more thunders, a torrential rain washed down from the sky like an unstoppable faucet.

Everyone's clothes were quickly soaked, and even so, they still didn't dare to gasp more, because the senior sister hadn't spoken yet.

"Let's go!" Chu Yuanyang hooked the corners of his mouth, these two words were said to Feng Lige and Qu You'er.

Qu You'er grinned, touched a handful of rain that covered her eyes, and ran towards Chu Yuanyang quickly.

Feng Lige shook his head, laughing and scolding in his heart, naughty!

"Sister, where are we going now?" Qu You'er's voice seemed a little fragmented in the raging storm.

"Go down!" put away the three-foot green mang, grabbed the severed stone tablet in front of him with both hands, and pulled it upwards with all his might.

It's a pity that one person's strength is limited, and the stele does not move at all.

"Push together. Feng Lige stretched out his white hands and grabbed the stone tablet.

"I'm coming!" Qu Wei'er rolled up her sleeves and volunteered.

It seems that below is the land of heaven and earth spiritual treasures, where are everyone still staying, and they don't need to be reminded to say in unison: "We are also here to help." ”

Soon, through the power of the people, the stele was vigorously pulled out of the yellow sand, revealing a boxy entrance similar to a door.

Seeing the entrance, everyone's eyes were green, and where could they still take care of danger and etiquette, they all rushed to jump down like dumplings.

Chu Yuanyang grabbed Qu You'er, who was about to go down, and stood aside without blocking everyone's "financial road".

"Sister, what are you pulling me for? Let's hurry down, it's too late to go, and I guess I won't even be able to catch a hair." Qu You'er grabbed Chu Yuanyang's arm with her backhand and led her to the entrance.

Chu Yuanyang was unmoved, and said lightly: "Don't worry." ”

"How can this not be rushed, it is full of rare treasures, if we go late, we will definitely be taken away by this group of greedy villains. Chu Yuanyang didn't move, and Qu You'er had to recommend it with a bitter face.

"But okay?" Feng Lige stared at Chu Yuanyang, seeing that her eyes were as clear as starlight and as pure as a mirror, he couldn't help blurting out a question.

Chu Yuanyang pulled away the dripping hair on his cheeks, looked stunned, and finally smiled happily: "Well, okay." ”

It seems that Feng Lige has always known it.

Feng Lige stretched out his hand and tore off the white silk that covered his face, lowered his eyes and lowered his head to wring out the white silk on his hand, and carefully stored the money bag.

"What's okay?" Qu You'er wiped the dripping drops on her face again: "Sister, let's discuss, how simple is it for us to talk in the future?"

Chu Yuanyang smiled and patted her head: "Let's go!"